Zeno Zama Novels & Stories

He glanced at it. One message. Target located. The message disappeared seconds later. Kane stared at the blank screen. Enzo. He had known the man long enough to understand what that message meant. They had found him. Kane exhaled slowly. If there was anyone he trusted to handle something quietly, it was Enzo. No unnecessary noise. No questions that didn't need answers. Kane set the phone down. He walked to the counter and poured himself a glass of whiskey. He took one sip.

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

he replied smoothly, his tone carrying just enough confidence to make David's smirk falter, if only for a moment. David looked at Meglo with an amused sneer. "That's reassuring. We have engineers working around the clock, crews replacing expensive components, and technicians monitoring every node on this floor—and Horizon sends us a guy who doesn't look like he knows the difference between a conveyor belt and an assembly line." Again, the idling workers snickered. David leaned in slightly, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "So what did Horizon hire you as? A traffic cop?" Meglo winced. "David, that's enough! Show some respect."

Killian had his pupils dilated when he told me Zelda Amanita's name. We crossed the red terrain and the mountain was behind us. I turned around to look back. Nothing. No mountain. It was gone! There was nothing except the endless red. The red of sand. The red of the sky. The red of passing air. And maybe the red of danger. “You seem like you know Zelda Amanita!” I asked Baspo. “She is The Zelda Amanita, Luna. And she goes by Madame Zelda. Very powerful, vengeful, and strong. Madame Zelda never misses anything. They say that she can look into your soul.” Baspo said. He must have exaggerated. I shrugged it.

Aki and Temujin nodded grimly. “Who else is there?” Temujin asked. “Well, there’s your old enemy Ganzorig. There’s this bomb expert and firebug, Zonghuo. Lastly, there’s Zaterra who’s a… nobody. He doesn’t have any clan or ki powers because he was an orphan from the Far West. He wields crescent moon knives and claims to be the pioneer of a technique he calls the Drunken Fist. Personally, I think it’s just his excuse to drink a lot.”

He was a good warrior, but a shit dad. The sounds of clapping around me bring me back to the main hall, looking up I see Alpha Zac motioning for me as he holds a silver dagger. Shit, my turn already. I smile and make my way to the podium he is standing at. “Isa will be joining the ranks as a warrior. We are excited to add her to the patrols and at training, teaching her our styles and learning moves she can offer.” “I, Alpha Zac of the Clear Creek pack, hear by joining you, Isla Miller, by blood oath”. He slices his palm, blood drips down into a goblet. He hands me the knife,

Teresa got off Amaria's horse and stood beside Amaria. The person whose sword clashed with Elex's was a young handsome man with long black hair and hazel orbs, he was like the younger version of Alpha King Theon. He wore a blue military uniform with gold-work thread finely embroidered on it. ' When did Zed come back? ' Amaria thought as she glared daggers at him. “ Isn't that the sword master, Zed Volterra Beta of the Moonstone pack?” Teresa asked. ' I can't believe I almost got killed by Zed Volterra ' Dove thought, she shivered with fear at the thought of her head being cut off.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

Although he was always in the second position whenever their companies were called out in the industry, “Zenith knew that if he slacked behind for even just once, he would truly fall behind and it would be even more difficult to climb back up and maintain the top spot again. Jackson Demitri of the Crystal Company Coporations was an unknown name until five years back when he suddenly returned to the country to take over the business after his late father. From a small scale, barely surviving and unknown business, he had developed it swiftly with his connections and jaw dropping skills in how things were done and he was known to be just as ruthless as Zenith. But after doing his investigation

The relief I felt swam through my veins almost instantly. I tilt my head, trying to act somewhat coy. "How so?" "For a start, Phoenix Diamond from the Desire Pack. Her family are insanely rich and famous...And powerful. Did I mention rich too? Well, if you think about it, she has everything the Love Pack could have as a Luna," Zariah tells me in one big breath.